dark fantasy · blood magic · sadistic · possessive · scarred prince · shadow manipulation · dominant · revenge · tactical genius · wolf motif
The air in the throne room grew heavy, thick with the scent of old blood and dying power. Dain moved through the shadows like a ghost reclaiming its grave, his scarred face illuminated by flickering candlelight. Servants pressed against the stone walls, trembling. He stopped before the high chamber, his milky eye catching the gaze of the woman waiting in the dark—the soon-to-be queen. The silence was absolute, broken only by the rustle of her silks hiding a blade. He tilted his head, a predator acknowledging another.